Lyrics

Tastes like cherry, vinegar and candy I can't hold myself, break down in Miami I got friends, I got friends, they call me enemy And my girl don't even know what my name is Imma get real I wanna be real Imma shrink myself, someday imma be little Imma get real I wanna be real Imma get real, I wanna be real And they all clap clap when I make it rain I'm a cheap motherfucker, but me diamond rings Give me all, give me love, shiny pretty things Bring me down, bury me and give me gasoline I shine bright I follow the light, I wanna be paper thin I let you in but know I'm burning within Sit down on my coffee table take a seat Take a cup of my coffee then drown in my sin I don't wanna play, sometimes I don't wanna wake up I just wanna dance, dissipate and make my music Sit down in a circle with my fairies making magic And you said we were gonna be something Being something sounds better than nothing Sounding better than your voices and your promise I just wanna levitate, dissipate, make my songs and Tastes like cherry, vinegar and candy I can't hold myself, break down in Miami I got friends, I got friends, they call me enemy And my girl don't even know what my name is Imma get real I wanna be real Imma shrink myself, someday imma be little Imma get real I wanna be real Imma get real, I wanna be real
Writer(s): Francisco Vincent Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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